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Monday, May 18, 2015

Special excerpt for urban fantasy novel A Soul to Keep by Moira Keith

We’re starting the week with a special book excerpt from the urban
fantasy novel, A Soul to Keep, by
Moira Keith.

During her virtual book tour, Moira will be awarding a $15 Amazon
or Barnes and Noble gift card (winner’s choice) to a lucky randomly drawn
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Bio:

Moira
Keith is a lover of shoes, a connoisseur of Guinness, baker of cocktail themed
cupcakes, and an overall complete mess! She is also a proud Texan by birth (and
true Southern girl at heart).

Moira
lives in the city of neon with her twin zombie sons, a fish, three parakeets,
and a turtle.

A little
bit about A Soul to Keep:

In
the realm of the Fallen, there’s a little saint and sinner in us all…

One moment can impact the future.

Love never served
Jayde Cross well and owing a debt to a demon is the proof. Reaping is a lonely
existence and with her thirtieth birthday approaching, she's got enough to
worry about without adding romance to the mix. It's why her friendship with the
man living next door works so well. They both live lives filled with secrets
and ignoring their self-imposed rules isn’t an option. Too bad her heart
disagrees.

The past is about to come back and haunt one of Heaven’s
Fallen.

Caleb Thorne always
found living among mortals difficult, until he met the intriguing woman down
the hall. She demands nothing of him and is completely safe. When an enemy from
his past catches up with him, Caleb soon discovers the rules of the Fallen
exist for a reason and loving a mortal may prove to be the bigger danger.

In a world where
their love is forbidden, Jayde and Caleb may just discover that sometimes
breaking rules is the only thing that can set you free.

Excerpt from A Soul to
Keep:

“Excuse the mess.”

I turned and glanced up at him.
“What? You didn't scrub the kitchen down before you tore it all apart? I'm shocked
Mr. Thorne.”

“Sure, make fun of me. I was simply
being polite.”

I smiled and set the coffee on the
dark granite countertop. “Well we've both seen each other's homes in completely
wrecked states. I think our friendship is strong enough to survive a messy
kitchen. Maybe even an apocalypse.”

“I don't know. I've seen your
kitchen. It looks like a tornado blew through it. I don't even think zombies
would venture in there.”

“Wow! That hurts.” I reached out to
slap his arm and he grabbed my wrist. Warmth spread through my body and my
chest tightened. He licked his lips and I found the movement incredibly
inviting. The distance between us seemed to shrink. This could not be
happening. As much as I adored Caleb, I could not allow myself to fall for him.
I could see myself tumbling down the very path I swore I would never travel and
liking the fall, but the pain that would surely follow would break me and
likely him as well. Shit. I needed a distraction.

“I brought coffee, as promised.
And...” I pushed the bag over to him.

He released his hold on my wrist,
opened the bag, and peered inside. “Did we not just have a conversation about
muffins and your training schedule yesterday? You know if you keep bringing me
these, I'm going to lose this hard earned physique which makes the ladies
drool.”

“Whatever, Romeo. It's just a
muffin.” I rolled my eyes then turned to face the sink. The cherry wood cabinet
doors were opened, revealing a bucket filled with water, a wrench, a screw
driver, and a broken plastic piece from the pipe was disconnected and lying on
the floor. “I see you've made some progress.”

“Think I made it worse.”

“Should have waited until I got
here.”

He shrugged. “Probably right. But my
ego can only stand to be shown up by a lady so many times.”

“They have these people. They're
called plumbers. Professionals. Maybe you should call one.”

My least favorite part of the publishng process is the waiting. There's a lot of waiting, to hear if a story has been accepted or not, waiting for edits, waiting for cover art, waiting for a release date, waiting...waiting...waiting.....

The writing process, I really hate when my muse doesn't play nice. When the voices quiet and everything goes still. Especially when I'm working under a deadline. Super killer.

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I'm a NH native and love New England. I love writing about the region, exploring it on foot, on my bicycle, and in my car. There are so many small communities and fun and interesting people in this area, that I could be here a lifetime and not do all it is I want to do. :)

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